#// Poor Cal

[candiedstardust]

Damn. I thought Kanan had it bad with Hera. Poor Cal is getting his room used for hookups he’s not even included in 😭😭😭

[believe-in-alderaan]

I know there was that joke about Cal and Merrin staying in touch but the way he talks about her being on the move, seeing new places, and making new friends sounds like he stalks her Instagram account way more than he'd ever admit.

Cal: *accidentally hearts a post that's a few months old*

Cal: *unhearts the post*

Cal: ... *hearts it again so that Merrin will notice him*

[fullbattleregalia]

This. Freaking. GAME. The writing, the voice acting, the visual storytelling - it was a brief clip, but it set up so much anxiety. And atmosphere. The section right after this scene was basically all puzzle solving, but I felt more anxious during it than I have in areas where I kept getting jumped by monsters and stormtroopers.

[a-sweeter-solarsystem]

And that, guardians, is why you learn sign language!

[sleepless-crows]

interviewer: say something nice about the person next to you's character or something you enjoyed about shooting with them

freddy: (looks at cal and jack) who's easier to be nicer about? (faces jack) (faces cal) see ya

[fancyfrey]

but Cal will get to see Jaro Tapal again!!!! big fluffy hugs again!!!!!!

There's this thing you can do in JFO in the last training session with Master Tapal on Dathomir, using the flying glitch you can go into the command deck and attack the clone commander. I always do it, I'm saving Master Tapal!!!!

Hi!!!! Brain Gremlins are attacking me today and now I have ideas that I can't draw For the l4j time-travel AU, is it before or during the Clone Wars? If it's during, how do the Clones react to Cal and Ahsoka being suddenly Old?

yeah there's a real difference in reactions:

[lucidlikesthings]

desert-to-mandalorian husbands raising 3 kiddos woohoo

the colors are just to make the shapes more distinguishable lmao i did not look up colors

EDIT: made everyone look a lot less undead fffff

[r1poutmygvtz]

i hate when i'm looking at tips and theyre like "only eat half your food" or "make [food] inedible if you're too tempted to eat it" because as much as i hate eating, i hate wasting food even more

[brendaareiss]

ME WHEN ANDRE KRIEGMAN.

[flammabel]

Such a perfect sketch

Day 10: Climb "Everybody's got rockets except me." - Cal Kestis, 9 BBY

[spacespheal]

Inktober day 26: Lilia Vanrouge & Malleus Draconia // Sant Mer i el drac de Banyoles

Sant Mer was a hermit born in Narbona (Occitània, France). He was known to be prefer solitude and since young secluded himself in the forest to pray together with his friend Patrici. Unfortunately for him, rumors started circulating about him being a saint capable of perfoming miracles which in turn make a bunch of pilgrims to start to visit him.

One day messangers from Charlemagne came to ask him to accompany them in their expedition to reconquer the lands from the Muslims. Although he tried to refuse, in the end he had to relent and join the campaign with his friend Patrici.

The campaign started in Gaul (France) then continued through el Roselló (North Catalonia, France), followed by l'Empordà (Catalunya) and ended at Girona (Gironès).

While resting in Girona, Mer retired to a quiet place to pray but was interrupted by a distraught woman asking him to save her son from the claws of the monster in the pond in Banyoles (Pla de l'Estany).

Mer politely referred her to Charlemagne's troops. But she told him that numerous knights and soldiers had already tried and failed, or just fled right away upon seeing the monster. Mer politely referred her to Charlemagne himself. She told him that Charlemagne himself also fled after seeing the dragon roasting his soldiers to ashes.

The woman then explained that since that encouter the dragon was dissatisfied with just eating cattle or lost travelers and had started eating kids. Therefore the authorities in Banyoles started leaving a kid each night near the pond for the dragon to eat, and that night was her son's turn.

Hearing the pain in the woman's voice, Mer relented and went to Banyoles. Once there he went where the monster was nesting, armed just with his book of prayers.

When he arrived the dragon immediately got out of its nest, fire drooling out of his mouth. Mer started praying and as time passed the dragon became more and more docile. Then Mer took off his stole and put it around the beast's neck, and while resuming his praying he started to head to the center of the town.

When he arrived, placid dragon in tow, the soldiers who were waiting attacked and quickly cut off the dragon's head. The townspeople overjoyed at being freed of the beast celebrated and started recolecting money to built Mer a monastery (Monestir de Sant Esteve), and Charlemagne declared him abbot, agaisnt Mer's wishes of solitude.

Mer as soon as he had a big enough congregation, fled to become a hermit once again.

[sharess-festhall]

i need to be fucked by so many tieflings at once that their curse enters my bloodline and i wake up the next morning with horns and a tail. corruption kink who? transformation kink who??? i dont know her i only know ‘fuck me until im not human anymore’

[dragonpyre]

"Fuck Jedi"

Commission info / ko-fi

[silkpages]

never thought i'd see the day my mareven heart slowly opens up to marecal but here we are. anyone can betray anyone, including my heart i guess–

[here-am-i-sitting-in-a-tin-can]

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[majorproblems77]

Can you do pillow fight (not technically one word sry) and Sky?

Its one word if I use a hyphen! :D (yes its cheating, no I dont care)

Pillow-fight and Sky!

"Pillow fight!"

That was the yell, they heard before all chaos broke loose. Wind had been the one to make the call after the captain had hit him over the head with one such object. The rest of the chain joined in rapidly.

Sky was sat in the corner of the room, with the sailcloth draped over him as he watched feathers from pillows fall gently to the ground in all the chaos. In his half-asleep state, his mind drifted.

funny how they were calm in this storm. He always did love how...

His thoughts were stopped when a pillow hit him square in the face.

"Uhh..." He rubbed his eyes. "I'm not in this game..."

"Sorry Sky!" The captain shouted from across the room while swinging a pillow at legend who dodged the blow before going for a hit of his own.

He continued to watch them before the sailor jumped at him. Landing on top of him with a small Oof . A pillow followed him as he ducked down. "Hey! Sky's the safe zone! You can't hit me here!"

"Wind get off me...!"He contested, trying to push the smaller hero off him.

"Nope!" He wriggled as he tried to find an entrance under the blanket. "Hide me Sky! The captains gone crazy with power!"

"I swear as soon as you get off him you're done wind!" The man in question shouted. As he primed a pillow before dodging a swing from Time.

He wrapped his arms around the sailor. "uhh Sky." Wind wriggled under his arms. "Can you let me go?"

"No..." If the sailor was going to disturb his sleep like this...

"Sky?"

"Hey captain." He held the sailor tighter as the captain turned to them. Pillow primed. "He's all yours!"